Me: There’s something comforting about green fields, isn’t there?
Nell: Yes, there is. What are the farmers growing?
Me: We think they’re growing turnips for winter feed.
Nell: That makes sense.
Me: Yes. I always see green as the colour of hope.
Nell: Or Go.
Me: Go?
Nell: Red means Stop. Green means Go.
Me: Oh, yes. I see what you mean.
Nell: You’re up early today.
Me: I have an appointment first thing this morning for a mammogram.
Nell: Good.
Me: That’s what Kev said, although I’m always a bit nervous about these things.
Nell: You will be.
Me: And I imagine the worst.
Nell: Understandable. It’s very unlikely they will find anything but if they do then they will have caught it early.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: Which is why it’s so important to go to any screenings offered.
Me: Yes, it is.
Nell: So, your photos of green fields today are particularly apt.
Me: Why?
Nell: Green means Go and that’s what you should do.
Me: You’re right.
Nell: Just think of it as a Green sort of day.
Me: I’ll try.
Nell: And if you’re feeling nervous think of walking through those green fields with Dave and Harriet.
Me: We’re not actually allowed to walk through the fields. We have to stick to the path so we don’t damage the crops, although Harriet doesn’t always listen.
Nell: Good grief. Can we just agree that today is a positive day of hope and you’re doing the sensible and right thing?
Me: I’m still a bit scared about it, Nell.
Nell: I know, but you’re being brave.
Me: Not really. I’m a bit of a coward.
Nell: Being brave is facing something you’re scared of doing. Being scared is not cowardly at all. It’s human.
Me: Yes. Sorry.
